If they didn’t think that it occurred, no one would worry about it, perhaps not even Monique and Rachel. By the time that they knew that I wasn’t ...oking, they would have had time to warm up to the idea, perhaps.At least that was how I reasoned it out in my head right then, even as I heard footsteps and felt a pair of soft, feminine arms wrap around my waist. A nose clearly leaned into the back of my neck and inhaled my scent, while tender hands caressed my butt and spread my cheeks to wash my. Her hair was long, silky smooth, and black. She had beautiful, bright, green eyes. Her figure was rather petite, she only weighed ninety-four pounds. She had a cute, small, perky, round ass. And nice c-cup, teardrop shaped, breast. She made a few more advances on me. I pushed them aside, but not in a way to hurt her. She would ask me if her breasts were the same size. And ask if I could help her scrub her back in the shower. One day, I was getting dressed for school. She was getting out of the. The thought of a sharp edge being close to your pussy and clitoris makes you very cautious and you stay very very still. After every couple of razor strokes I rinse the blade in the bowl of water, keeping the razor running smooth as it lifts all of your beautiful, soft pubic hair. It takes several minutes to complete the job as I take my time, as much due to the fact that I am enjoying it as being careful. Once done, I place the items away from the bed and inspect my work. The cleanly shaven. Bye." Keira sat up. "Sure."Her mother entered and sat on Keira's bed. "How's the birthday girl?" she asked."Great. Thanks for the clothes, Mom. They're really beautiful; just what I wanted," Keira answered.Her mother smiled and glanced at Keira's neck. She reached out and touched the necklace with a finger. "This is beautiful. Is this what came by FedEx?" Yeah. It's from Seb," Keira responded."Keira, honey, is there anything you want to tell me?" her mother inquired, still touching the.